I have xD it's like, awesome. I always play on it. Another helpful post is here, if you want to become a rouge and don't know how: http://warriorcatsuntoldtales.…ltext=Search&ns0=1&ns14=1
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Il take Prissy Miss. I can't wait to train her
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Stolenwing flicked his tail, amused. The little 'paw was flexing her untrained claws eagerly. "Listen and copy my moves once we get to the sandy hollow" he mewed softly, bounding gracefully away into the bracken. He led the way downslope. Making sure she cleared all the logs and trees. He watched her move, commenting to himself. She had a good psych, sharp hearing and sight.. He would have fun training her.
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Okay, thanks :3 just PM me with the links :)
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[justify]Stolenwing quickly darted forwards, swiping at her paws with his claws sheathed. "Remember any defence moves your learned as a kit" he reminded her, jabbing lightly as if she were still a kit. After this, they would practice defence and look at the borders.[/justify]
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(Not many people on :/ )
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He sighed, shaking his head. "Lets start off with basic jabs. Aim for your enemy's paws, jab lightly so you can be ready for an attack. This is only a simple tactic, to distract them. Remember, claws sheathed!" Stolenwing flicked his tail, demonstrating while he was talking
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Nah, lets start RP'ing ))
Cinderpaw bounded into the woods, jumping and landing clumsily on the other side of a bramble. She looked around, hoping nobody saw.
((Btw guys, try to write at least 2 sentances! ))
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Stolenwing nodded , lifting his paws easily. "Remember, if they jump, swipe you paw higher while keeping your other paw lower." He murmered. He mumbled under his breath. she learns fast..
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So I have Roanpelt and Romancestar, Foampelt and SilverFrost.
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-Name: JayFeather
-Gender: male
-Age: 14
-Species: cat
-Personality: he can be very snappy around kittens, other cats and stupid people. He's always sarcastic.
-Appearance:(can be pic or words) blind, blue eyes with lighter, tabby stripes and a grey pelt.
-Personal Flaws:(at least three) he's blind, so he can't fight (well, nooo.) - he isn't a good hunter - sometimes, he can trip on alot and that makes him very noticeable.
-Personal Strengths:(no more than six) his other senses are improved. He can scent out herbs and stuff.
-History:(optional) nope.
-Likes: quite, answers and smart cats
-Dislikes: kits, stupid cats, annoying cats and twolegs.
-Other: he had 2 siblings but they died in a rockfall. -
((No problem xD ))
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Alright, thanks :3
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Surprise. Stolenwing tripped as her paw knocked his, a move that took moons to practice. He quickly rolled, nodding to say well done and he kept repeating the move. "Remember, your opponent won't go easy on you. At the next gathering, get to know them. Find out their weaknesses and strengths. Don't give anything else awa- good job! Keep you haunches intact, place you paws more armful!" He rewarded her while leaping.
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Cinderpaw had saw two toms around, witch she had only caught glimpses of. However, both looked dazzling. As she was dreaming about their robust muscles, she felt eyes staring at her and decided to hunt. She dropped into a hunting crouch, stalking a blackbird
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He watched her every movement, darting behind her and tripping her up. "Right, always be aware of where your opponents paws are heading, now where his eyes are heading. Lets move onto defence moves. Block which ever way you want," he mewed, launching a paw forwards lightly.
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-looks around- WHO SAID MY NAME.
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((Private after few posts for mate - witch means both of you keep on RP'ing))
Cinderpaw shook her head lightly.
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Scar Told Tail trotted around restlessly. He was turned out in the ring, witch was free from use. The had built a new ring for turning horses out in it so they could gallop about. Scar bucked wildly, racing forwards at his pace.